Monday evening I developed a headache. It meant a very bad night. I couldn’t sleep at all. My mood was mad worse by a dog nearby that barked incessantly. Just as he finally gave up, the roosters started crowing. I felt rotten all Tuesday and stayed in bed. As a consequence, I missed the weekly football game (always on a Tuesday evening) and supper club (held once a month; turns are taken to cook parts of the meal). Felt very sorry for myself.
Mary at least managed to make me laugh. At the hospital, there are lots of ladies dressed in pink. They carry out responsibilities such as cooking and cleaning. She said that at 10 in the morning, with a packed outpatient department, a pink lady decided to mop the floor. She saw no need to issue a warning. Instead, she began by throwing a large bucket of water across the waiting room. This drenched those without seats. None complained. No sooner had the lady begun her mopping than she slipped headfirst cracking her nose on the floor. Blood poured out over the floor. Bandages were fetched. Pink lady took a seat so she could be treated.
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